Spirit Sword Sovereign

Su Jing’an became more and more obsessed with Chu Xingyun, but did not hesitate to put down the green zither slowly in his hand, stepping back, quietly standing on the side, showing curiosity.

Chu Xingyun sat down, his body suddenly changed, and his eyes closed slightly, as if he had fallen into endless memories.

At this moment, the moonlight is drooping, and the mottled spots are printed through the gaps in the tree leaf.

Chu Xingyun is wearing a black clothed, the face of Yu Shenfeng, the sleeves are dancing without the wind, like a stream of clouds, like a peerless picture scroll, which makes Su Jing’an’s pupil slightly shrink, he from Chu Xingyun’s body, I actually saw the feeling of vicissitudes of life.

It seems that the handsome young man in front of his eyes is a melodious history and an ancient creek in the Long River.

Chu Xingyun gently raised his hand and pointed the strings down. A faint sound of the piano sounded slowly, echoing in the woods, letting all the sounds come to an abrupt end, quiet.

“Good and wonderful piano rhyme.” Su Jing’an stunned, this rhyme, like anxiously slow, light and empty, made him amazed, especially playing the hand method, he has a familiar and strange feel.

The sound of the piano is continuous, such as resentment, with a hint of mourning, infiltrated into the mind of Su Jing’an, let him unconsciously close his eyes and squat in the Intent Domain.

In the Intent Domain, Su Jingan saw a cyan clothes man, the man carrying an ancient zither, swimming in the red dust, all over the place, but Su Jingan was confused, he could not see the man’s face, but there was a kind Very familiar feeling.

The man traveled to the world, playing the piano and playing the red dust. The life was simple and ordinary. Until one day, he met a Qing dynasty in the broth.

The face of the Qing dynasty, Su Jingan can not see clearly, but he can feel from the Intent Domain, the Qing dynasty’s dance is full of spirituality, a show, a move, so that he is born with a sense of ecstasy.

He is like this, the same is true for the man. Therefore, the man helped the Qing dynasty to redeem the body, and took her to the side, one person cuddling the piano, one person dancing the sleeves, and accompanied the world.

The time passed, the man fell in love with the Qing dynasty, his piano sound, beginning became hot, love was thick, however, he did not speak out the love of own.

Just because the identity of a man is especially noble, it is a person who is attracted to the attention of countless people. However, the woman is only a Qing dynasty, and her life is low. Even if she is innate talent wonderful high, she cannot be accepted by everyone.

Men are particularly valued by the secular concept. They have never been able to cross this gap. They can only hide their love in deep in one’s heart. The two still enjoy each other and still appreciate it, but the portion is in love and has never been able to see the sky.

Until one day, men and women entered a dangerous place, unfortunately killed, the woman in order to save the man, on the spot, the bones are gone…

At the time of the woman’s death, the man looked at the woman’s face, tears fell, Mind mourned, but he still could not tell the love in his heart.

Seeing this scene, Su Jing’an’s heart was inexplicably twitched, and there was a feeling of confusion. Even he did not know that his eyes were filled with tears, slid across the face and dripped onto the ground.

From then on, the man sat on the cliff and looked at the place where the woman was in the body. He sang the piano day and night, lamented at night, his piano sound was no longer unrestrained, and there was no enthusiasm. Only the endless mourning, Remorse.

Su Jing’an is integrated into the piano. He is like a spectator. He really understands the man’s separation. The grievance of the piano makes him resonate, and makes his mind dance with the piano. And graceful figure.

“Mu Zhao Junior Sister…” Su Jingan whispered unconsciously, and it was at this time that the sound of the piano changed, no longer complaining, no longer regret, but became as short as howling wind and torrential rain. A deep sense of despair.

When the sound of the piano disappeared, the man in Su Jing’an’s vision suddenly stood up, then jumped into the cliff, and the sound of the piano completely dissipated…

As the piano gradually disappeared, Su Jingan slowly opened his eyes. He still did not look back from the sadness and despair. His eyes looked at Chu Xingyun, and there was a trace of confusion and difficulty in extricating himself.

“This song is called Si Zhao Qu, which was created by a friend of mine.” At this moment, Chu Xingyun’s voice sounded, he gently stroked the ancient zither, recalling: “When he handed this song to me, I just jumped into the abyss. Whenever I think of him, I will play the song and appreciate his sadness, regret, and deep despair.”

Chu Xingyun’s words made Su Jing’an helplessly sigh. He has learned everything from the piano, thinking about people, writing songs, playing the piano on the day, and finally dying and dying. It really makes people feel sorry.

“However, he said something to me before he died.”

Suddenly, Chu Xingyun lifts the head, pointing to Su Jing’an, the words: “He said, in this world, full of too many rules and regulations, he regrets, let these rules frame the own, let the own become bad words Until the beloved is dead, I dare to face it.”

“If you can relive a life, even if you still have to live and die in the end, he will break through all the constraints and bring the loved one into his arms. This first thought is the music that he devoted his life to, but he Also hate this song.”

Oops!

Su Jing’an’s eyes gradually enlarged, and he couldn’t help but withdraw Half-step. His expression became very complicated. He whispered in his mouth: “It is both life and blood, but it is also the most hateful song…”

Seeing that Su Jingan was in meditation, Chu Xingyun did not continue to speak. He stood up and quietly left here.

Before he left, he looked back and looked at Su Jing’an deeply.

The person who wrote the song of this first song is Su Jing’an. To be precise, it should be Su Jing’an of the previous world.

The woman is Su Muzhao.

Think of the song, a song of thinking.

Su Jing’an’s love, thoughts, and even pains for Su Muzhao are all contained in this first song, and Su Jing’an will feel familiar and take it for granted, just because he is also deeply in love with Su Muzhao.

The reason why Chu Xingyun plays Si Zhaoqu is that he does not want to see the tragedy of that year happen again. The person who loves, Heaven and Human is always separated. He feels how painful he feels.

“I hope I can help.” Chu Xingyun stared at the moon in the nightingale, in the heart secretly talking to himself, and looking back, but seeing Su Jingan still standing in the same place, not thinking deeply.

The next day, the East gradually whitened.

Chu Xingyun The three have gathered and continue to head towards the Central Region.

After a night of meditation, Su Jing’an looked a little tired, but when he looked at Chu Xingyun, his eyes were less blurred and more connected, which made Chu Xingyun very happy.

However, Chu Xingyun did not say much.

The things of love are incomparably complicated. What he can do is already done. If you directly say it, it will be counterproductive, and let Su Jing’an clear comprehension be the best result.

Hurry, go ahead, the three are speechless.

After some time, in front of Chu Xingyun’s vision, a vast ancient city emerged. This ancient city occupies a wide area, as if it is hidden in the mountains, it is particularly hidden.

Looking over the ancient city, right in front, it is the center of Gao Feng, towering into the clouds, the momentum lofty vast.

“The ancient city stands before Gao Feng, just like a heavenly scorpion, separating the inside and outside, the Sacred Temple in the mouth of the Senior, should be in the ancient city.” Su Jingan’s tone is a bit Excited, but his expression became dignified, said solemnly: “We walked along and saw many relics, but a city has never seen it.”

“even more how, the opening of the lord’s palace, is directly related to the Qixing Sacred Temple, and more related to the true heritage of the ancient star secret. This Sacred Temple is by no means a quiet place, so be careful!”